"Phoenix…"
Aegon looked toward him, then to Seris, and finally to the corpses of both the princess and Adriana.
He pieced together what had happened in an instant.
"…So my foolish sister is finally dead, huh?"
The prince walked forward calmly, while the others followed, examining the fallen.
All except for Daemon, who silently kept his distance.
Dawn and Selena showed clear signs of sorrow for the comrades they had lost.
The only one who survived that battle was Seris—and even she was barely hanging on.
Staring down at his sister's lifeless form, Aegon Valerion showed no reaction.
He didn't flinch. He didn't look away.
Instead, he lifted his eyes toward the distant horizon.
And after just a few seconds… he let out a sigh and wore his usual smile once more.
"So, Phoenix… what now? What's your next move?"
Up until now, every decision they'd made had led to disaster.
And now?
What choice could they possibly make when an entire army was closing in on them?
